Chapter 789: Five Silhouettes
Under the spread of Wang Zhong and other seven disciples, the erosion of the world is increasing rapidly, and Wu Chong, as a direct beneficiary, is getting stronger almost every moment.
This process lasted for half a year.
In half a year, the world erosion of Wu Chong has risen to 69 percent, and it will reach 70 percent if it goes further. Occupying 70% of the realm of consciousness and cultivation is considered to be the later stage, and the 'side door left path' created by Wu Chong will also turn positive under this force and become the second avenue outside of cultivation. He, an outsider, can also take this power one step further, directly into the origin of the world and fight with Silhouette for control of the world.
"It's time to make a move, in what way?"
Wu Chong raised his head and looked at the dusky sky outside, and his whole person was drowsy.
The outside world is still changing, and the four innate families of the surface world are also searching for possible 'gods', and the contradictions between the court and the family are becoming more and more intense. Because Wu Chong was Ling Zhujun's husband, no one came to trouble him.
The inner world is even more chaotic, Wang Zhong and the seven of them are now famous in the inner world, each of them is a cult leader entrenched in one side, and they are the targets of the four innate families. However, these things were far away from Wu Chong, and he didn't pay much attention to them.
He has had a very comfortable time in the past six months.
But this comfort is about to end, because he feels that he is about to break through, and the erosion is intensifying again, and it is going to affect the core interests of the silhouette.
Wu Chong raised his hand and picked up a grape.
The hand holding the grape suddenly froze, and the world seemed to stand still. The colors are fading, and black and white are slowly emerging.
"Are you coming?"
Wu Chong, who was sitting on the recliner, found that his hands could not be used, and even his consciousness became blurred. When darkness hit, all the scenes in the courtyard were far away from him, and the guards standing outside didn't know when they disappeared, including Nian Hong, who was sent by Ling Zhujun to protect him, and they didn't notice the movement here.
A strange twist came again, and the half-asleep consciousness gave him the illusion of a hangover, so lightheaded that he couldn't even stand.
What kind of means is this?
A thought flashed through Wu Chong's mind.
The power of the slightest delusion flooded into his mind, reshaping his consciousness.
When he stood firm again, Wu Chong found that he was still in the courtyard, and the color had returned to normal, but the difference was that it was covered with a faint layer of ash. Look out along the gate of the courtyard. The guards were still faithfully guarding outside, and he also saw Nian Hong, who was looking at the news with a solemn face, and the vendors on the street farther away were also frozen there, and the spittle that flew out of the innermost part of the quarreling aunt was also suspended in the air.
The world fell silent all of a sudden.
Silence.
Picturesque!
Wu Chong stood up and wanted to walk out, but as soon as he moved, he felt the oppression of the world and couldn't move, he was like a worm trapped inside the amber. Reshaping his consciousness would only bring his sense of balance back to normal, and the forces of the outside world would remain.
Boom!!
Suddenly, a huge force slammed into his chest.
Wu Chong only felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been slammed with a sledgehammer, a little stuffy. The pain was not transmitted, and even the perception was frozen.
In such a freeze-frame world, how did the other party make a move?
With a crisp sound, Wu Chong felt his chest collapse, and most of the bones inside were broken.
"The logic of one-way dismantling? Or is it regional time splitting? ”
Wu Chong used his own realm to guess this method. Before he could get the results, the second hammer wheel came.
This time it smashed directly on his left head, and his head was flattened by the giant force, and his brain was buzzing. Blood spilled from the ears, nose, mouth, and eyes, and a strange distortion resurfaced. Wu Chong's worldview reshaped by delusion was once again smashed.
The world in his eyes turned into a paste again, and the swirls of gray, white and black twisted as if to disrupt the world.
"The world, criss-crossed."
A strange voice appeared in Wu Chong's mind.
It was the voice of the silhouette before, but it was a little different, and from its body, Wu Chong felt several other breaths that he had never been in contact with. Each of these auras was strong, like a puppet standing in the shadows.
Wu Chong shook his head hard, and although he couldn't move, he still had to try.
The power of delusion resurfaced, and vision returned.
The distortion vanished, and he finally saw clearly who the guy who had attacked him was clearly.
The five black silhouettes, just like the murderer in the cartoon, have only a pitch-black silhouette, and no other features on the body.
One of the five pitch-black silhouettes had been touched by Wu Chong, and the remaining four were completely unfamiliar.
Another world lord?
Yes, the Lord of the World does not exist on his own, they also have their own friends.
Wu Chong thought of the giant snake, what would he do if the world of the giant snake was attacked? I will definitely call my friends and find foreign help to help me. These four unfamiliar silhouettes are the world masters who came to help the fist. The reason why Wu Chong was able to guess was because he sensed the dangerous aura he had touched from these four people.
He is the world master of the other four 'flower and fertilizer worlds'.
Before he became an immortal, he had seen several dangerous worlds in a row, and the aura of these guys in front of him was exactly the same as the dangerous world in his memory.
At this time, the silhouette attacking him raised his hand again.
Wu Chong saw his weapon clearly.
A large stone hammer with a pure white color and some gray veins on it, as if carved up, representing some unknown meaning.
"Haven't you eaten?"
Wu Chong's voice passed on.
Although he was frozen, the power of the delusion was not trapped, and they could not trap the power of the delusion.
The silhouette that heard the voice was furious.
He didn't expect this person to dare to mock him when he died, after killing him this time, he must melt his body into ashes and bury him at the bottom of the world, so that he will never be able to turn over!
Silhouette's hand holding the stone hammer swelled, and the arm seemed to melt into the stone hammer. The black arms and white stone hammers blended together to form an eerie gray.
This gray color is very similar to the distorted world.
Looking at the giant hammer that was getting closer and closer to the front door, and the flowing gray, Wu Cheng suddenly understood.
"I see."
He understood the principle of the other party's freeze-frame world, and once he figured it out, he immediately assimilated into the delusion, making him an existence exactly like the five silhouettes on the other side.
The world's restraints that had frozen him were gone.
Wu Chong raised his arm and spread his five fingers. The power of the delusion instantly poured into his right hand, and he grabbed the stone hammer that the silhouette smashed over.
Very light.
The expected inertia did not materialize. In other words, there is no such thing as inertia in this space. The surface of the stone hammer is very smooth, and the material is still somewhat soft, like foam. It's hard to imagine that such a serious injury on his body before was smashed by this kind of hammer.
"Twisted logic, strange hammer."
A thought flashed through Wu Chong's mind.
"Impossible!!"
The silhouette on the opposite side didn't expect Wu Chong to react so quickly. With his angry roar, the world built by consciousness shattered like a glass mirror. Diamond-shaped fragments are scattered everywhere.
(End of chapter)